When Will We Stop Waiting?

Writers, artists, and performers Are constantly sitting around with pens dancing between their fingers, Still waiting on their Bohemian revolutions; Waiting for the days where they can stop searching for Truth, Beauty, Freedom, And Love, Because they have already found them, Waiting for the days where they can stop Romanticizing and beautifying The things that tear us apart Because that’s all they have even found in life, And waiting for the days where they can stop Doodling hearts in the margins of their papers, Trying to find something in their pool of ink To pull any dying inspiration from.

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